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I'm going to go there and you'll wear.

But I was facing snow like I'm stuck in a row.

And oh, God, he went, yes.

He's got a problem.

He's got a problem.

I'm having it.

What's the name of being traveled?

Making brick without straw has never been my specialty.

Take me jack, fella.

He's got a problem.

Thank you.

I've had it.

What's the name of being traveled?

Making brick without straw has never been my specialty.

I'm not a jack, fella.

Not good enough.

Well, it's your road, and you built.

And if you asked me, you had to be full of some essential matters of blue thunder when you've done it.

I wish I had some now.

I was dry then and still with the road when we cut it through.

Times of change.

You've got some ideas to go along with that brilliant observation.

Yeah.

Why don't you drive the wagon and team on into Niceboro?

Looked up old moose with him to blacksmith and have him break the axle with some iron clamps.

That honor doodle is gonna get our supplies.

Well, I'mma news where you know me.

Oh, I'm going up ahead and look for some wash-ups and rock slides.

I'll meet you, Johnson Creek, for two days.

Two days, I won't even hardly be there by tomorrow night.

And Josh, when the wagon is fixed, you can leave right away.

Old Williams hadn't got any daughters.

Ha ha ha ha.

Jack, no better to let those horses stand out there in the rain without any shelter.

I hope you can back rock slides better, you can fit roads.

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Big man.

With an eye like an eagle and as tall as a mountain was he.

Kendall Boone was a man, just a big man.

He was brave, he was purest in his dump, there's a mighty oak tree.

Tarnacoon skin cat on the top of old ant to the heel of his raw hash shoe.

The rip and the roar and the spite in his span, the fun tear ever knew.

Kendall Boone was a man, just a big man.

And he fought for America to make all Americans be, and you'll boo.

You tell Boone I rise out of the sick bit to mend his wagon.

I wouldn't have done it for anyone else.

Well, I feel miserable.

Just miserable.

I can aching in my bones so bad, my old lady has got to bend me straight to get me up in the morning.

That should do it.

Why don't you put it down?

I've been aiming for months.

I'm sorry to hear about that.

Got no strength at all.

I feel like a barrel mush.

I'd lay me down and die only, the preacher's out in circuit.

I'm sorry.

I see him all right.

Now I can get him.

I'm sorry.

All right, there, ladies.

Now, this ought to do it.

Green, grass, fresh water.

What do you think of that?

Is that any way for a prim and proper old maid to be talking?

But, I know what you mean.

It's spring.

Isn't that wonderful?

Hello!

Hello?

Hello, yourself?

Would you give me a hand in?

Yeah, bring it in right down here.

Not your wagon?

There?

Well, that solves my problem.

I was worried how to get these pelts home with the river so shallow.

And my canoe riding so low in the water.

I figured I'd have to make two trips.

And with poachers nesting and every trail and every stream.

That's not a happy prospect.

Give me a lift with these rocks.

Then it don't easy, no?

Yeah, look.

What are you using for ballastin' this thing, rimrock?

Ah, the plushiest rimrock you ever saw.

Hey, look!

I wish you would look.

My name is MacFarlane. Bruce MacFarlane.

Josh Clemens.

I was headed for a nice better.

Now you can take me.

I just came from the nice borough.

Danne Boone and I are heading east tomorrow to get some supplies.

It'll only hold you up a day at most.

Danne will be here tomorrow morning. We can talk to him about it.

I will wait for the Boone.

In the meantime, you can put up a pot of coffee and I'll tell you about a stream.

So thick with beaver that you can walk across without getting your moccasins wet.

Hey, where did you say it was again?

I love the tellin' time.

I told you we missed our chances.

We should have taken him and his first miles downstream.

Shut up, kid.

Give me time to figure something out.

I say one thing, Mac.

You hit the rainbow and the pot all in one.

I'm not jealous of you, though.

Sure you are.

What did I do if I suddenly got rich?

Probably buy a piece of land.

Then you gotta put a cabin on it, right?

Then you gotta get a wife to take care of the cabin.

If I took a wife, I would break the hearts of half of the unwed women of Kentucky.

I just couldn't bear a fund to the burden, Mac.

I couldn't bear a fund to the burden.

Get your badroin'.

Come on, bad down with the fire.

Nope.

I sleep better smellin' my fuzz.

Suit yourself. See ya in the morning.

Bye.

You see, it's gonna be better this way.

I don't get it.

We get the furs.

We cash them.

Then we set back and let somebody else get blamed.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

I'm not gonna be a fool.

Is he okay?

Oh...

He's okay.

Oh...

He's okay.

What else are we gonna do?

No way.

There's.

There's Dave andarsh here either way,

Ty's got up.

Just take any Block and see it.

You were right in front of the Story.

Hey.

Where's my buyer?

Oh.

Now this is aCat Debussy.

Okay.

Yeah.

Here's property here.

Back?

Back?

Back?

Back?

Back?

Back?

Back?

Back?

Back?

Back?

Back?

Johnson?

Back?

Back?

Back?

This is McFarland.

Knife.

Who do that dog, Mac?

Poetry.

Nobody else.

Somebody's coming.

Hey, that looks like Mac's canoe.

It's him coming back.

Behind the wagon.

That cheese canoe.

He's got rid of the kaffiras.

Ow.

Got him!

Ooh!

Face me, put me.

What?

Come here, now!

Why are you?

That's enough!

You know what?

I'm not gonna get it.

I'm not gonna get it.

I'm not gonna get it.

I'm not gonna get it.

No, what are you? That's enough!

Are you know him?

No.

Well, I'm Josh Klemmerch.

Where are you from?

Boonburg!

Nah.

You tell it slow and you tell it true.

What happened here?

I don't know what happened.

I met Mac here last night at the Ford.

I betted down by the wagon.

He betted down by the first.

I woke up this morning and that's the way I found him.

Well...

Oh, what?

We want to hear more.

Let's go on, man.

There ain't no more.

Nobody here but you and Mac.

That's hope!

I checked for tracks here.

I checked them on the other side of the creek.

I figured, whoever done it had to come by the creek.

Come by the creek, kill Mac, take off with his first.

That's the way I got it figured, yeah.

Why didn't they take his canoe?

Anybody killed Mac and you can't sinere.

He'd be crazy to unload the first from one canoe to another.

He'd just take off and Mac's canoe.

Ain't that so?

Mr. Clemens, you feed us a cock and bull story and expect us to swallow it.

Now you wait a minute.

How you try this?

Where did you occasionally curse?

I didn't...

Oh, then.

I didn't care.

Now we probably compound the truth out of you, but it'll wait till we get poor Mac back home.

You hitch up the wagon.

It's one thing you ought to know, Mr. Clemens.

Nashbirls get the highest hangin' tree in Kentucky.

Ooh.

Harry, Phil, Phil!

Look, that's his hat, all right.

He must have gone that way.

I'm going to go back to the

town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

I'm going to go back to the town.

Sure.

Well, that's the whole passage.

Oh, this is an interesting one!

Oh, that's the whole passage!

Oh, that's the whole passage.

Oh, and here it is!

Okay, look at this.

This is what I'm going to do.

And I'll go back to the town.

Oh, that's the whole passage.

Oh, that's the whole passage.

Oh, that's the whole passage.

Oh, that's the whole passage.

Okay, well go on.

Well, that was the first section.

You two keep searching.

I'll take it away back to Nashborough.

I'll get some help.

Hey, Adam's hand's tired.

Maybe we could place him out.

The three of us.

Maybe ain't enough.

I'm coming back with men, dogs.

I'm going back with men, dogs.

You

I just want to be lost.

Not a sign of it, Sam.

You spread out both sides of the stream.

You work it up and down every inch of your hair.

Give me the hug.

Use this for Sam.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Daddum?

Daddum?

It's me, Josh.

Josh, what's wrong?

What happened?

Cut my hands loose.

The hounds are picked up there, Sam.

They're on us.

Hear them?

Get me out of here.

Josh, did you walk?

I haven't messed up my ankle.

I'm telling you, we got to go, Sam.

Now what's wrong?

Hey, drop the scent like he just flew off and disappeared.

I just spread out.

Come here, I ran to the brush.

Can't be far off.

How is that feeling?

I got a cold piece of bacon and a hot skillet.

I ain't going too far, too fast on that, I'll tell you.

What am I going to do, Dan?

Well, Josh, I've been thinking.

You've been thinking, I've got to get away.

Josh, when you come across a cracky old bear and a cave, you've got to get him out.

What do you do?

Why do I warn him out?

First thing you do is build a big fire in the mouth of the cave, dump on some wet leaves and smoke the critter up.

You know, I don't know about the bear, but I've got a funny feeling that my hides won't get singed.

First thing tomorrow morning, you're going to walk into Nashborough.

I...

They've got a hanging tree greased and ready and waiting for old Josh.

I'm going to stay as far away from Nashborough as I can.

Josh, the only way to get you out of this mess is to prove that you didn't kill McFarland.

And how are you going to do that?

We'll be finding the real killers.

Come on!

When I whoever killed McFarland killed him for his pelts.

Yeah, so where the first?

How do I know where the first are?

McFarland would have put his mark on every fur.

All trappers do that.

And by this time, all the fur buyers in the territory will have heard about the killing, so they'll be on the lookout for his mark.

So it just seems likely that whoever has the first will hide him until things kind of cool that.

That's logical.

But where?

The only way to find out is to get them to show us.

Let me see if I follow you.

I am going into Nashborough.

Right.

And they're going to jump on me from McFarland's killing.

Mm-hmm.

And when they got me, the real killers breathe a little easier, right?

Yeah, that's right.

They'll go to where they'd cash the furs.

We follow them, catch red-handed.

We follow, and we catch them red-handed.

Right.

All six foot of me is going to be dangling from my nine foot limb.

Now, would you mind telling me how we are going to catch them?

Well, I don't think that's the way it's going to happen.

Now, is this one of your good plants? I mean, real good plants.

Of course it is.

Well, it better be a good one, because if it's a bad one, it's going to be real bad.

I understand it.

Beats me.

Now, you've got to wait.

And dogs were hot after him.

I don't think those dogs ever had his scent.

It was hot after possum or something.

Watch what you're doing.

That's heavy. I could have busted a leg.

Well, then, I reckon we just have to shoot you.

That ain't my idea of a joke, mister.

You don't like my kind of fun, it...

We'll tell you the word about the cow.

Hey, that's a good one.

Do you know how long cows should be milked?

Well, do you? Do you know how long cows should be milked?

Seamus shortbuns.

How about that? Seamus shortbuns?

Well, that's a real reason.

Well, you want to laugh, I'll give you something to laugh about.

Hold it.

You and your friend been hanging around nice burrow for days now.

What's your business here?

That don't concern you, huh?

Strangers with short tempers got to concern somebody.

When you stomp out sparks, you don't get fires.

Will you look at this?

What? That's that clamons fella.

He killed Mac.

So you didn't break your neck trying to get away.

Well, you'd be sorry you didn't with three of you.

Just stand aside, stand back.

Why are you trying to back this fella up?

He killed Bruce McFarland.

He didn't kill McFarland.

You'll take the word of Daniel Boone, won't you?

How does he know what happened? He was miles away.

He told me what happened and I believe him.

Well, he told me what happened and I don't believe him.

Moose!

Moose!

We caught him red-handed.

He was fixing to take poor old Mac off and bury him in the woods

when nobody had ever fined him.

Well, I'll look at him. He still got Mac's blood on his shirt.

Yeah, Mac's new. He was empty of fur.

He'd already cashed him.

You should have seen the look on his face when he saw us.

Tried to fight us back. Ain't that true?

He came in here with his own free will on the court.

No one forced him.

I don't think that sounds like a guilty man.

We don't need any legal folder or we can handle this ourselves.

Ain't that right?

That's right.

That's right.

My man, Jack, all these poachers have been stealing us blind.

That's the truth.

That's it.

They're getting boner and more vicious all the time.

He's right.

That's right.

Now, Mac Farlin's dead.

Well, which one of you is going to be next?

Keep it going.

San you're making sense.

Now, what we got to do is to start talking the kind of language

that the poachers understand.

That's right.

We got the highest hanging tree in Kentucky.

That's right.

And we're going to use it on you.

Seems a man can't even get any peace on his own deathbed.

How you be, Dannell?

Oh, no complaints, Moose.

I can give you some mind.

What's that?

Well, these are Mac Farlin's pelts.

You better do some talking, Clemens.

We were searching down around Johnson's Creek

and we found where the murderer came to pelts.

How come it took you so long?

Me and you put them there in the first place.

You're in big trouble, son.

I didn't kill Mac Farlin.

This job's for a judge.

My job's to keep you under custody till he gets here.

And that's what I'm going to do.

And let's stand it out here and this chill gives me a fever.

That would be the death of me.

Now y'all go home.

All of you.

Particularly you.

I don't want any trouble.

I just don't feel well enough to handle it.

Come on, son.

All right, I know it.

I know it.

I know it.

I know it.

I know it.

I know it.

I know it.

I know it.

I know it.

I know it.

I know it.

Where's Mac Farlin, Kevin?

Thank you, son.

Here goes our first.

What have we got to do about it?

We'll think about it.

You're bunks over there.

I'm going to take me some sorghum molasses.

Maybe just a, maybe just a jolt of whiskey.

They don't mix so good together.

I guess I'll just pass up the sorghum molasses.

You know what's going to happen?

The plane is a buzzer going to branch.

It'll be months before the judge gets here.

By that time it'll be stale fish, nobody will care much anymore.

They'll start that legal, hocus pocus, smart lawyers.

Clemmons will be laughing up his sleeve.

Good job over here, Ian.

You got no problem?

None.

We need your help, Burke.

Wait a minute.

You got any interest in ideas?

We'll listen to the news.

You ever hear a judge Qualey?

Qualey, I heard of him.

Well, he's brought his circuit to Harper'sville.

Now, that's no more than a day's ride from here.

Yeah?

Qualey eats poachers alive.

He'd be hearing a shot if he knew you'd collared one.

No, that's interesting.

One thing though.

Yeah?

Qualey owe one evidence.

Surefire evidence.

We got three witnesses.

Sam?

There's something you ought to know.

Yeah?

These furs that Boone brought to me, they're not Max.

Are you sure about that, Miss?

Mac always made his mark when he dressed as skin.

None of these pelts have a mark.

Boone and Clemmons are tricking us.

Why would they want to do that?

Could be a lot of reasons.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Why would they want to do that?

Could be a lot of reasons.

Maybe they went out and bought some old pelts and still have twice as many better ones cashed

away.

That might be.

Just might be.

We better go tell Moose about this.

Come on, Miss.

That too hot?

Can't feel a thing.

Oh.

Except creeping distemper.

Terrible thing.

My poor old daddy suffered with it till he was 78.

Died of it?

Uh-uh.

No.

He finally fell off a horse.

Did that kill you?

No.

That cured him.

Cured him.

Felt good enough to marry the Will Garrison that following you.

Bet killed him.

Yeah.

Come ahead.

You got some business with me at this hour, Sam.

Even Lucy.

Where's both?

He went up to Williamsburg to fetch Loy for her.

Clammon's here.

Mrs. McFarland.

I didn't kill your husband.

You got to believe me.

I did not kill your husband.

I'm not your judge and I don't want to be.

Moose.

Lucy's got something she wants to tell you.

Those aren't Max Pelts.

They haven't got his mark.

You see, Moose?

You see, Moose?

Boone and this fellow have been trying to put something over on us.

Now, where'd you get those first?

You poach him.

Buy him?

Well, never mind.

It don't make no difference.

We don't have to know no more.

We know what we're going to do.

Come on, Lucy.

Mrs. McFarland.

Mrs. McFarland.

I know how you feel.

But would you please trust Daniel Boone and me?

We're trying to find a man that did give your husband.

That won't bring him back, will it?

Did you have it figured out, too, about the boy?

Did you have it figured out, too, about them trying to use that trick?

I'll switch it and use another first.

Nope.

But it couldn't have turned out any better.

Now, everybody's sure that they got the right one.

And they'll be a first class hangin'.

What are we gonna do now?

We'll take all our fasts.

We'll get back to where we hit the furs, load them up, and move out.

Far, far away.

Now, fetch Qualey.

You'll be sure Clemens tries no funny words.

We'll mind to that, don't you worry, Sam.

Very bad.

Hold up.

We take that trail.

But this is the way to Johnson's Creek.

We take the other one.

We head as far away from Johnson's Creek as we can, and we cut back over the mountains.

Over the mountains?

How come?

It's the scenic route.

You're supposed to be in custody.

I'm a trustee.

Tell me somethin'.

Is he over here at Judge Qualey?

Quick, Qualey, the hangin' judge who hadn't.

Quick, for the way he handles poachers.

He's comin'.

Here.

He'd make a little bit of a mistake.

He'd make a special trip.

Just for you.

We thought you'd like to know.

Didn't you think Swanson'll get here with him?

It's hard to say.

But mighty quick.

Yes, sir. Mighty quick.

Ock!

What are you up to?

I'm gettin' outta here.

Oh, is that a fact?

That's a fact.

I come in here my own free accord, and I'm goin' out the same way.

Seems like a sudden decision.

Judge Qualey's comin' to town.

Do you know about that?

No, not till you told me.

That's a hangin' judge.

So they say.

What kind of a chance do you think I'm gonna stand

to get a man like Qualey?

Slim?

Like a pen feather.

Now I didn't bargain for this, and I'm gettin' outta here.

What am I gonna tell Boone when he comes with that fancy lawyer

from Williamsburg?

You can tell Mr. Boone.

That I think, at that plan here, that was so good

didn't work out so good.

Lamonts?

Ah!

It's out of view.

Shh.

Don't set fire.

Well, the meat ain't done yet.

What you wanna go and do that for?

Don't give me fits away your after.

There's something out there.

Well, I don't hear nothin'.

I'm not gonna get out of here.

I just got a feeling.

But, we ain't at yet.

Shut up.

Get your stuff.

Let's get outta here.

Get outta here.

They're here!

They're comin' in.

They're here!

And he's watchin' back!

Hey, hey, hey!

He's got the guns!

He's got the guns!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, Sandy, you ready to quick-trip?

Ready?

Yeah, got a jury, got a wasn't it.

Everybody knows what to do.

Fine.

Now you, you heard him, Judge.

Everything's ready.

They lift, jury, everything in the courtroom is right in there.

You ready, Judge?

You can't rush justice, my boy.

Justice, my boy.

Well, I thought you were known as Judge Quigquale.

That I am, lad.

That I am.

But in juridical matters, one hurries at a leisurely pace.

I'll want a bath and a meal.

Well, a beg in your pardon, your honor.

But we thought we'd have to hang in now.

I never hang a man before eating.

Besides, the afternoon gives the occasion more dignity.

You don't go learn to go through this.

Moose, you're the constable.

My job is to catch him and hold him.

And that's all I do.

Hey.

Get out there and keep a lookout.

And if you see anything or hear anything, yell like the blazer.

Don't worry about me.

They're right here.

Just where we left them.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my gosh.

Bailith, mark this exhibit A.

All right.

We've heard the prosecution.

Now we'll get the defense.

Now we're very done.

Mr. Kerry, you may step down now.

Do you have anything to say, young fellow?

All I got to say, I've said before,

I didn't kill Nick Farland and I haven't touched his first.

We got a fire!

What?

What?

I got him here.

That doesn't put up a very good defense.

Game judge.

Joshua Clemens, being guilty of murder and the reprehensible and unconscionable crime of poaching,

I condemn you.

Just a minute, Your Honor.

Couldn't read enough on his judging last night.

Ain't you forgetting something?

Forgetting what?

This here is the capital offense.

That right?

Yes, that's right.

Well, it says right here, defendant in the capital offense is entitled to what they call legal counsel.

That means a lawyer.

We don't mean that at all here.

I feel whatever a man's entitled to, he should get.

That's a mere technicality.

You can hang a man on the mere technicality as well as on the road.

Now you stay out of this, Moose.

Did I read the law, right?

There are several ways of looking at it, Constable.

You can pound it the law.

If the law is on your side, you pound with facts.

If the facts are on your side.

But if there's nothing on your side, then you pound the table.

The way I see it, you have table-pounding privileges.

Well, that's what I'm going to do.

I'm going to have table-pounding privileges because you ain't going to hang this boy without legal counsel.

Very well.

If you think there's any point to drawing this out, the court will appoint counsel for the defendant.

Good.

Is there a lawyer in the room?

There ain't a lawyer within a hundred miles, so I guess we'll just have to wait till we fetch one.

Come on, son.

No, no, no.

You're just out of here.

Williams don't interfere.

Clemence is guilty.

It's a starting end of it.

I got a nickname.

Sit.

I'm in poor health, Sam.

I don't figure I'm busting more than four or five heads if you take a step closer.

We're taking a man on Williams, don't you get in the way?

Get him!

Go!

Come on!

Come on!

Come in, his mighty arm!

Clear it!

Come on!

Caught the man here that killed McFarland.

Caught him with the first red-handed.

Can you handle him?

I just might, Dental.

Even though my sacrially acts are slipping in the slide.

He does have an awful good for a man that's sick.

I ain't to think what it happened if he'd had his health.

And then what happened?

Well, I'll let your Paul know right off that I wasn't going to turn tail and run.

I don't care how dangerous the situation was.

I thought you said the whole town and bloodhounds and everything were after you.

More like half of Kentucky.

Bloodhounds, but I let them on a merry chase.

I zig-zag double back covered on path.

I boarded that creek four times a half an hour.

Wow.

Y'all setting up in a tree?

Pretty easy, please. Just rest.

And the whole town of Nashville, Bloodhounds milling around down there.

Wondered where old Josh had disappeared too.

Gosh.

You know, my pappy didn't raise no food.

And I remembered what he once said.

He said, boy, if you're in trouble, you fight fire with fire.

And when I remembered that, that's when I marked back in the nice bar.

And stood my ground against that whole bunch.

Aren't you even scared?

Hey, no.

Josh, while you're getting your breath, you want to get me a hand with some of these sugar sacks?

Yeah. Oh, oh, sure, damn it.

His real breakfast is almost ready.

Will you get along and get dressed?

And leave Josh and your father alone so they can finish their work.

Aw, ma.

Josh only told me once about when he whooped the whole town single-handed.

I just got to hear it again.

Scoot, young man.

We could use some help.

Yes, ma'am.

Josh, I'd like to hear that one again too.

You want about the time you captured the poachers and saved my life?

I don't think I could do that part of the armed justice again, down.

Oh, I think it might even be better the second time around.

Rebecca, put on another plate.

I think maybe Josh is going to stay for breakfast.

Verde said another place.

Thank you, Rebecca.

Besides, I want to hear the story of the Indian Princess myself.

The Indian Princess?

Yeah, the one Josh meant on the trail to Nashboro.

Oh, you are Johnson's Creek.

Oh, that Indian Princess.

Oh, that Indian Princess.

Oh, is he like the king of the Roy Shep?

That down, that yarn I spent in for Israel, I kind of fancied it up a little bit.

I sort of figured you got your warp mixed up with your woof.

Oh, and I had the facts pretty well straight.

Well, especially that part about the Indian Princess.

Oh, I just kind of threw that in for some excitement.

You know, there's some I've been meaning to ask you.

Them furs that you brought in to Nashboro, where'd you get him?

Oh, from an old Indian chief, he was that anxious to get rid of his daughter.

You know, Indian Princess?

All right, Dannel.

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